Bilbo Baggins had woken up with a hangover. His head throbbed as his feet touched the cold stone floor of his bedroom. The hobbit stood, dizzy at first, before slowly moving his aching body over to the water basin and mirror.

Bilbos hands dipped into the cool water, bringing it up to splash his tired face. His eyes looked into the mirror hanging above the basin, and the hobbit gasped.

He had a black eye! Where had that come from? He examined his mouth and noticed some of his teeth were loose! What could have caused such a thing? Thinking back to last night, Bilbo found he could not really remember much after arriving at a tavern with Fili and Kili. He had a few rounds but after that the hobbit couldn't remember a thing!

He turned from the mirror and left his room. He was going to find those two dwarfs and ask what had happened last night!

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Fili and Kili were working off their hangover by munching down on breakfast. Enjoying the biscuits and eggs Bombur had whipped up for them.

"There you are!" The nephews turned to the voice that called to them.

"Bilbo! What happened to your face?!" Fili gawked, eyeing the hobbit as he made his way closer.

"I was hoping you two could shed some light on that, I can't remember anything from last night!" Bilbo sat down next to the brothers and waited for some sort of explanation.

"Well, you had a few rounds of ale, then passed out. So Fili and I kept drinking till we were good and tipsy then we decided to haul your arse home." Kili started to recall last evenings events.

"Yes, but I don't know if we made it to your room or not. I think we sort of dropped you off at any old bedroom door then left to go raid the kitchens." Fili spoke, trying to remember exactly where the hobbit had been placed last night.

"Wait, you said I was outside in one of the halls? But I woke up in my own bed this morning! Did you put me there?" Bilbo asked, beginning to wonder just what happened to his unconscious body.

"No, we really didn't put you to bed. We woke up an hour ago in this kitchen." Kili explained, watching the hobbit twitch uncomfortably in his seat.

"Oh come on Bilbo! It's not like anyone in this mountain would take advantage of your passed out body!" Fili chuckled, watching the hobbits eyes widen.

"I thought nothing of it at first, but I did find my backside was extra sore and tender. I just assumed it was from the hangover..."Bilbo looked worriedly at the brothers. "Would you two do me a favor and see if I'm alright there?" He asked, standing up and starting to fiddle with his trousers.

"Sure, but honestly Bilbo, what's got you so spooked?" Kili inquired, his brother and himself watched as the hobbit slipped down his trousers and mooned them.

"Holy mother of Smaug!" Fili cursed, his finger pointing at Bilbos bum. "Do you see what I see, Kili?"

"Yes Fili, I do. I just don't understand who would do that to poor Bilbo!" Kili gaped.

"What? What is it!" Bilbo cried out, still bent and showing off his bare arse.

"You've got a huge bruise on your right cheek, Bilbo." Kili told him. "Somebody must have taken you for a spin last night."

"Don't even say such a thing!" Bilbo hissed, pulling up his trousers and turning to face the young brothers. "We are going to find out what happened last night! Question every dwarf in the mountain if we have to!" Bilbo exclaimed, his face completely serious as his eyes wandered over to Bombur.

"Bombur! Where were you last evening?!" Bilbo began questioning the round and heavy dwarf.

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The Hobbit belongs to J.R.R. Tolkien

Authors Note: Hello there! I'm going to make this a short chapter story! I'll be updating quickly and often, Bilbo is determined to find out what happened last night! You'll get to hear different dwarfs point of view on what took place, should be a fun filled time solving the mystery of Bilbos bruised arse.